How am I?.... still good,
Had a few scary moments, but then whats new.

Dad had a fall,  God help him, he broke his leg
he broke his leg is an understatement, he shattered his leg,
They replaced the bone with two rods, a good job I believe,
but he is not so good, its a hard road for him.
His dialysis does not go easy for him now,
He keeps struggling through it, but I see him tire,
I see him fed up of it, the struggle,
but I thank God that he is a natural fighter,
even when his gloves down he protects himself,
and keeps going.

He is My Rocky,
My Rock.

My son is in Australia, he hasnt emigrated YET
he is there with work, but he loves it,
he rings me, tells me he will be home, but will go back
I tell him good, get into the real world, Ireland is too small,
too constricted, and the thoughts of him, living my life,
work to pay bills, depresses me, he needs to seek
return for his efforts, to live life to his fullest capacity,
and he wont do that here, very few people do that here.
Ireland is on its knees and people are struggling to live good lives
I mean beneficiary lives, not just pay bills, meet your needs,
luxuries are few and far between here.
Anyway, it will be a great place for mama to visit :-)

The girls are good, and I am good,
still tipping the light fantastic and ignoring the doom and gloom moments
Well trying to anyway...

M